Attempted first love

Xia Yan couldn't help being a little nervous.

He didn't think much when he said "meeting for the first time". The language system was charged by the brain, and he subconsciously avoided potential troubles, such as being questioned by Ji Qilin, so he chose this unwise greeting.

It wasn't until we shook hands that I remembered the last reunion with Lu Zhouyu, and the first thing the other said was "Long time no see".

Fortunately, Lu Zhouyu didn't expose his lies. After shaking hands, he nodded slightly and sat down straight away. At the moment, he was wiping his palms with a wet tissue.

Xia Yan waited until both of them were seated, then went back to the seat just now and sat down.After exchanging pleasantries, the enthusiasm became even more intense. Seeing that Lu Zhouyu had taken off his suit jacket and his shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, he followed suit.

The dining table was large, and Lu Zhouyu sat two seats away. Xia Yan got up to pour the wine, and when he bent down to pass the wine glass, Lu Zhouyu looked up at him, took the glass and said thank you.There was a decent smile in the tone and expression, as if the handshake just now was just out of politeness.

He said no thanks, withdrew his fingertips that briefly touched, then raised his own glass of wine, the three wine glasses touched together, and the meal officially began.

Xia Yan ignored Ji Qilin's eyes that repeatedly hinted at him to talk to him, first he ate the remaining half of the watermelon, and then attacked the plate of boiled prawns in front of him.

Ji Qilin sighed and sighed at the side, as if there was nothing he could do about it, he had no choice but to entertain him himself, and enthusiastically introduced a table of Haicheng's special dishes.

——It turned out that he knew that Lu Zhouyu was from Haicheng, so he arranged such a table, so that the artist who traveled across the ocean could feel the warmth of the people in his hometown, and agreed to a tricky exhibition by the way.

According to Xia Yan's superficial understanding of Lu Zhouyu, he likes all kinds of spicy food, he is a ruthless person who can eat steamed buns with millet pepper, at this moment, facing a table of light cuisine, he still has his eyebrows stretched, and he calmly picks up a piece of steamed sea bass.

In an instant, Xia Yan felt that all his cognitions about him were extremely unreliable, like a leaf caught in a dictionary. Over the years, in addition to being covered with a layer of hazy yellow sealed by the years, it also became fragile and vulnerable to a single blow.

After drinking for three rounds, Lu Zhouyu stopped Ji Qilin's hand to pour another drink. He didn't want to drink too much, so he went straight to the topic, "The theme of this exhibition is 'eternity', right?"

"Hey, that's right." Ji Qilin was overjoyed, probably thinking that Lu Zhouyu was willing to participate in the exhibition, so he immediately abandoned the topic of unnutritive cuisine and talked to him about the exhibition concept.

Ji Qilin is almost two rounds older than Xia Yan. He is one of the earliest professional curators in China. He has dominated the art world for nearly 20 years.

The newly built Mirage Art Museum in Haicheng is scheduled to open in December. It is a key project invested by the government. Their team is responsible for holding the first phase of the installation art exhibition in the museum. The scale is huge and the task is heavy.

Xia Yan and other team members have been busy for nearly a year, and when the dust is about to settle, the author of the finale exhibit was caught in a plagiarism scandal.

This incident caused quite a stir in the circle. The organizer withdrew the exhibits overnight and issued an ultimatum. They must find replacement works within this month to ensure the smooth opening of the museum.

Installation art is not like traditional art. A painting or a sculpture can be exhibited. It is not limited to the form of display, but requires artists to create a "world" that can convey emotions in a specific time and space environment, allowing the audience to experience it , resonate.

Ji Qilin mobilized a rich network of contacts, but in the end he planted a lot and received little. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find a suitable candidate.

After peeling half a plate of prawns, Xia Yan put down his chopsticks and saw that Ji Qilin was still talking non-stop. It was rare to see him take the initiative. It seemed that he was very satisfied with Lu Zhouyu.

Thinking of the intermittent phone call at the airport, he didn't pay attention to it at the time. Looking back now, he only vaguely remembered that Lu Zhouyu was recommended by an old senior. He had lived in the UK for a long time and had already made a name for himself in the art world.

Due to work needs, Xia Yan has come into contact with many artists, most of them are not talkative or disdainful, so he needs to deal with them in social occasions.

But today, Lu Zhouyu and Ji Qilin chatted very speculatively. From classicism to postmodernism, they listened intently, without any airs of young artists.

For no reason, Xia Yan was rather restless, and started drinking by himself after eating.

He doesn't drink well, but his acting skills are superb, no matter how drunk he is, it's hard to see the slightest bit on his face.

After a few cups, he still leaned against the back of the chair with a calm expression, but echoes had already begun to appear in his ears.He turned sideways calmly, trying to hear more clearly.

A few minutes later, Lu Zhouyu greeted Ji Qilin, got up and walked out the door. The footsteps gradually faded away, and the wind chimes on the door rang again.

After the sound of closing the door, Ji Qilin moved to Xia Yan's side, raised his brows, and asked helplessly, "What's going on today?"

Xia Yan took out his phone and checked the time, only four or ten minutes had passed, but he had the illusion that a whole night had passed.He rubbed his eyebrows and said to Ji Qilin, "Teacher, I'm drunk and want to go to the toilet to vomit."

Following the sign, Xia Yan rushed to the bathroom in disorderly steps, leaning against the marble door frame, a tall and straight figure was standing in front of the sink with his back facing him.

Xia Yan blinked his eyes, trying to see his face in the mirror clearly, but the picture in front of him played a trio, and a burst of rich freshener smell rose from his nose, making him dizzy, so he had to bend down and exhale a few breaths with effort , just a little better.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of men's leather shoes appeared in sight, and they approached slowly, the soles of the shoes rubbing against the tiles made a very clear sound.

Xia Yan raised his head abruptly, and saw the familiar eyebrows and eyes again. The light in the bathroom was stingy, so he felt blurred for a moment, and stared at each other for a long time.

Lu Zhouyu asked, "Are you all right?" in a very decent and polite tone.

But very suddenly, Xia Yan remembered the scene when they first met ten years ago.

Probably because the characters and poses are almost the same, but at that time Lu Zhouyu said to him very indifferently, "Get out of the way."

As a result, he fell heavily on the narrow iron door frame of the studio, and the pain in his shoulder seemed to attach to his body again.

Drunkenness caused Xia Yan's concept of time and space to be confused. He stared at Lu Zhouyu for a few seconds, then looked away, looked at the very imposing bathroom door beside him, and said to him: "Don't you have eyes? This time I don't have eyes. in your way."

The marble floor was shining, reflecting overlapping figures. Lu Zhouyu ignored his sharp tone, glanced at the door, turned his head again, held the door frame with his left hand, and leaned his upper body towards him.

The two were about the same height, and when their shoulders were about to touch each other, Xia Yan staggered back half a step, his back was tightly attached to the marble surface, and the cold touch spread throughout his body through the cotton shirt.

The heart was beating wildly due to the sudden drop in temperature.

He was forced to look up at Lu Zhouyu, "What are you doing?"

Lu Zhouyu smiled, and asked in a light tone: "Isn't this the first time we met, why is Teacher Xia so angry?"